Kids are a shopper's dream - the perfect excuse and reason to do even more shopping. Everything is adorable, especially for baby girls, and you don't have to try anything on or feel fat when you're buying for kids. Win win. Even before Big A was born, I had already started shopping for her. Her nursery set was purchased before she was even conceived. From there, I bought her clothes, diapers, pacifiers and blankets. When she was a baby, I would take her to Target and stroll through the baby section, forcing toys on her to see if anything caught her interest. If she so much as blinked at the item, I convinced myself she had to have it. Half the time, she'd have drooled on it and dropped it before I could actually buy it. Little did I know that there would quickly come a day when she'd be asking me to buy her things and I'd actually have to say no sometimes.
Honestly, buying things makes me happy. I'm sure that is a statement that deserves therapy, but its the truth. It does. And for me, I prefer quantity over quality, although of course I'd prefer both. Really though, there is just something about the smile of pure joy that can come from a $2 princess necklace, that can't be beat.
Of course, I try not to spoil the girls...try being the operative word, of course. As the needs have grown, the wants have decreased, but they certainly haven't disappeared. I'm pretty much the mom you don't want to take your kid on a mall trip with, because I give in to the requests for a new item or an ice-cream or a new shirt way too easily. And then your kid gets pissed at you. And then you get pissed at me. Not that this has happened before or anything...
I look forward to many shopping trips with my girls in the future. To me shopping is a sport, and I really hope they love it as much as I do. Well, maybe not as much.
You can't take it with you, right?
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